Hey! Sorry its been so long since a update. Soccer and speech and drama have taken up alot of time. Now, its final time, somkore work. But, I promise no more months at end waiting. So, thank you all for sticking it out, and enjoy the next chapter!
Disclaimer: dont own Harry Potter or 3oh!3s songs. Cauchemars are all mine, so no stealing.
'Kill the lights,
These children learn from cigarette burns, fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks,
It feels right,
All these asphyxiated, self-medicated; take the white pill, you'll feel alright
Harry awoke, the darkness of sleep leaving his semi-conscious mind. He could feel his pillow breathing. Tired eyes finally opened, blinking away the drowsiness and sleep.
"How are you feeling?" A smooth warm voice asked, it's breath tickling Harrys' face. Harry yawned, stretching gently.
"Draco? Is that you?" Harry asked, his voice slightly slurred. His pillow, now recognized as Dracos' chest, vibrated as he chuckled.
"Yeah, it's me. Now, please tell me, how are you feeling?" Draco asked again, a tone of authority ringing ever so slightly. Harry lowered his eyes, something inside of him telling him to' roll over, play dead'.
"I feel kind of dizzy." Harry replied, eyes downcast. He couldn't see it but Draco was titling his head at the admission. He didn't understand. Harry would normally down play what was wrong. To admit he didn't feel well, that bugged Draco to no end.
" Well, Mr. Potter, you were yet again, attacked by the two youngest Weasleys morning. So, also add to the fact that Mr. Malfoy had to feed from you, and not eating for two day, you should feel dizzy." Madame Pomfrey announced as she came out of nowhere. Harry turned and smiled weakly. Madame Pomfrey smiled back warmly, and Draco could sense that his mate thought of the woman as a motherly figure.
"Well, can I have something to eat?" Harry asked, his stomach growling. Draco chuckled, causing Harry to blush and received himself a half-hearted glare. Madame Pomfrey nodded, and with a wave of her wand, a pile of pancakes and fruit appeared. Harry ignored the pancakes and attacked the fruit. Madame Pomfrey left unnoticed as soon as the young boy ate.
"Harry, you need to eat more than just fruit." Draco scolded. Harry just glared at him, sticking his tongue out, and took another bite out of a peach. Dracos' eye twitched, wondering what the hell Harry was doing.
"I've basically lived off fruit my whole life. So, I think I shall continue to eat it." Harry said, almost hostile. He stopped thought, when Draco's silver eyes darkened and a hard glint grew within them. Harry tilted his head. Then, it Harry like a fly away apple. Draco didn't know he was neglected! To add to his doom, Cauchemars' were above most laws when it came to defending and protecting their mates.
"Draco? Hey, Draco, it's okay." Harry pleaded, trying to remove the deadly look in his eyes. Draco seemed to snap out of it, and sighed with sadness and relief.
"I'm sorry, love. I just wanted to kill them so badly. I just snapped for a moment. To hear that, I just wanted to end their pathetic lives." Draco explained sadly, his eyes downcast, with his head in his hands. He had never felt the need to kill something that strong.
"It's okay, Day. I hated the bastards myself, too. Just don't worry about it right now. I plan to never to go back there. Ever." Harry eased, trying to lift the odd guilt from the blonde vampire. Draco just looked up and smiled sadly. Harry smiled back, ad leaned in to place a soft kiss on his mates lips.
"Thank you love." Draco said simply, pulling Harry into a hug, holding him tightly.
"Your welcome, dray. Can I ask you something, though?" Harry spoke quietly, trying to word the question in his head.
"Of course, love, Ask away." Draco looked down at the dark hair boy. Harry looked up shyly, only to receive a soft smile.
"Why didn't you tell me you needed to feed from me?" Harry asked bluntly, his eyes stoned hard, much like the jewels they look like, with his seriousness.
" Because, love, I didn't want to force you into something that you didn't want. I thought I could control my urges, but then you were attacked. I just snapped. Cauchemars' have a strong urge to protect their mates. If they haven't fed from them, the urge is intensified and becomes unstable." Draco explained, using his hand to emphasize some points.
"Okay, next time, just tell me. I refuse to have you uncomfortable like that. Who would I be if I did that?" Harry half joked, earning a chuckle from the blonde.
" Devils Son?" Draco teased back.
" No, I'm looking at the devil. He's pretty sexy, too." Harry joked, slugging Draco in the arm, but his arm was caught by a pale hand. Draco chuckled as Harry struggled against his hand. Harry glared but smiled at the vampire. Draco leaned forward to kiss his small mate, but….
" Hi!" Hermione greeted loudly, appearing in her normal smoke and glitter. Draco growled lowly to himself, mumbling about 'bubbly submissives.'
"Hi, Hermione!" Harry greeted happily, smiling at his best friend. He gave her a awkward one armed hug.
"So, how are you two lovebirds?" Hermione asked, sitting on the edge of the bed. Draco glared, but stopped when Harry punched him.
"Good, 'Mione. So, what's going to happen to Ron and Ginny?" Harry asked bluntly again, Draco nodding, wanting to hurt the red headed idiots.
"Dumbledore's suspending them, mush to the dismay of molly. She tried to defend them, but Dumbles wouldn't budge. So, you two are safe for a while." 'Mione explained, lunging on the small cot.
"Good. Goddamnit! I have so much work to catch up on." Harry muttered dejectedly. He had to be more careful, otherwise, he would have lower grades than Ron ever did. That was a though Harry never wanted to happened.
"Don't worry, Harry. Draco and I can help you catch up. Not that you need to. Besides it will be easy for you. You already know most of what the NEWTS cover this year. You just have to remember it." The bushy hair girl mused, smiling at her friend, showing a bit of fang.
"Thanks, 'Mione. I would hate to have lower grades than Ron ever did. I shudder at the mere thought of it." Harry stated, shuddering at the thought any way.
"God, I, too, shudder at the thought." Draco empathized. His mate was way smarted than the Weasel.
"So, can we go shopping this weekend? Of course, after Madam Pomfrey releases me. I need new clothes." Harry asked, his eyes shining brightly, like mini suns shone behind the green orbs.
"Sure. I need more potions ingredients anyway." Draco agreed, making a mental note to pick up Harrys gift.
"I'm game. I need a new costume for the Halloween Dance anyway. It's only two weeks away and my old costume doesn't fit." Hermione whined, twisting a lock of her hair. Harry smirked at his friends nervous habit.
"What's the matter, 'Mione? Don't want to look like a Disney princess again?" Harry teased, knowing what her old costume was. She complained about it regularly.
"Shut up! I bought it a while ago." Hermione countered.
"Yeah, when you were five."
"Hey, I was obsessed with Aladdin then. Not my fault that the fabric shrunk." Hermione argued, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Would either of you care to tell me what you are talking about?" Draco asked, confusion plastered all over his face. Hermione and Harry shared a knowing smile.
"It's a muggle thing, Dray." They said in unison, scaring the blonde only slightly( read completely).
Well, another chapter. Please review, and kindly tell me if Ive lost my touch. No jerk reviews, because Ive had enough of thoughs. So, R&R for cookies!
